My two cents after two years: part one

It’s been two years this month since I finished my last chemo cycle.  I vaguely recall some of the details of that last day.  I don’t remember the exact date, but I suppose I could look it up if I really wanted to know.  It was sometime in early September, that’s all I remember.  I remember it being a bit different than previous chemo visits because I was so determined for it to be over.  I remember counting out the bags of drugs in chronological order as they finished.

Rituximab…over.

Cyclophosphamide…over.

Doxorubicin Hydrochloride…over.

Vincristine Sulfate…thank goodness you’re over.

The last 2 bags were the smallest and took less time to drain into my body.  I think I was sitting up in the chemo chair, gripping the armrests with my music blaring in my earbuds silently repeating some kind of mantra.  It probably went like this:

Almost over.  Almost done.  This is it.  Just a few more weeks of recovery.  Almost over.

When I was unplugged from the IV machine, I remember wishing I could kiss the floor in gratitude. 

In reality, I had done 2 chemo cycles over the clinically accepted number for someone going through treatment for Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma.  The question of a secondary form of treatment didn’t come up until a few months after this moment.

Regardless, I rode the chemo slump following this treatment like a seasoned professional, even allowing myself to take in all the rest I needed so I didn’t exert myself too much.  I was so well acquainted with the process, it felt like second nature.   I knew when I was going to hurt, what day would depress me the most, when I needed an additional Neupogen shot, and when I needed to take a walk.

I was not prepared, however, for the months and now years that followed the treatment.  No doctor prepared me for the aftermath.  I have learned much in these past years and this I will share with you in different parts. 

Physical changes:

When you are going through treatment, you have been loading your body with chemicals, drugs, and radioactive materials.  When you stop all of that, your body will react in its justified way.  It needs to detox and will take it out on you.  Know this: it’s not your fault. 

For me, after the initial elation of finishing treatment, I was cranky and depressed.  I felt aches all over my body that traditional science describes as a “somatic” symptom of the depression.  Despite this, I’ve noticed that I still feel these aches in my bones when the climate changes or when I get sick.  They seem somewhat different from the aches I felt prior to treatment. 

My period went away after my first cycle of chemo and I went through menopausal symptoms.  Once the chemicals were no longer being pumped into my body, my body went back to its form of normalcy and I felt like a prepubescent teenager all over again before my menstrual cycles became regular.  This took almost a year.  My dear husband has seen me through all the emotional turmoil caused by hormones balancing post treatment. 

I gained 25 pounds from cancer treatment.  Most people think that cancer causes people to become waif-like, but that is only from particular forms of treatment or particular cancers.  Some drugs in the past that caused nausea and vomiting almost instantaneously once inside patients are no longer used or are used infrequently.  Also, every type of cancer has a different set of treatments and every individual battling a form of cancer has a treatment plan tailored to him or her.  Cancer treatment is not a one-size-fits all set of plans.  I highly recommend reading The Emperor of All Maladies by Siddhartha Mukherjee for historical information pertaining to this.  It’s a fascinating history on how doctors figured out that every cancer is entirely unique.  I gained weight from the steroids I had to take following each treatment.  I have since lost 15 of the pounds I gained.  Unfortunately a sign of Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma is rapid weight loss, so I lost the weight slowly and deliberately, so as not to concern my doctor.

My stomach and digestive system were a mess after treatment.  Chemo basically kills everything in your body, including healthy bacteria needed in the digestive system.  I had to take probiotics and ate yogurt to restore the needed bacteria.  This took a few months to begin feeling a bit normal.  Also, since I’m a bit unique with a lack of gallbladder, my liver took the brunt of flushing out all of the toxins.  This resulted in many anguished trips to the toilet to say the least.  I won’t elaborate; you get the idea.

My immune system has been weakened, but I have some physical signals that help me cope.  For example, I work in a public library, where there is usually at least one sick person who visits a day.  I still wash my hands after bathroom trips, before eating food, or after touching something in the library that seems germ-ridden.  However, I’ve learned that washing my hands before going home has helped considerably.  A 30+ minute drive from work to home allows ample opportunities for depositing germs onto the wheel of my car, my face, or even ingesting them when I munch on a much-needed snack.  I can tell that it helps because I don't feel the following symptoms as much as before.  The days when I feel a bit flushed and slightly achy seems to be a warning to me that I need to rest and let my immune system recalibrate.  These signals haven’t failed me in the last couple of years.  This isn’t to say that I haven’t been sick a few times, but I’ve avoided some major illnesses or bodily distress by paying attention to these signals. 

It would seem more holistic for cancer treatment to include some information regarding the side effects of chemo and radiation during the cancer recovery period.  Sure, I've seen my doctor post treatment multiple times, but that has been for bloodwork, port flushes, and PET scans.  My oncologist is making sure I don't get cancer again.  I'm making sure that I feel better and get stronger after the whole process.

I hope that in writing some of these things down, it will be helpful for those going through their own cancer recovery stages or witnessing someone else go through this.

More thoughts to be continued in part two...